Snow falls as silently as stardust on a bright clear night.
Stardust covers the houses and the trees and the ground and you –
if you’re out on a star-filled night.
The sound is a hush.
A hush as haunting and beautiful as a
mother’s lullaby to her newborn babe.
It’s the same sound of snow falling on oak and dale,
on lampposts and driveway, on forest and plain.
But the snowflakes are exposed by their very nature;
they are white and pristine on a background of pewter sky.
The snow shines like elegant moving polka dots
floating with the grace of a thousand ballerinas.
It’s the dance of nature’s beauty,
of the grace of life and death,
of love from the spirit of the universe.
Snow falls silently so we can hear
our own delight at nature’s spectacle.
Snow falls silently so we can accept
our life, and death,
on nature’s terms.
HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO MY ROUGHWIGHTING READERS
FROM MY HOUSE – TO YOURS
roughwighting 
Merry Christmas to my very dear and talented friend!
Love,
Carla
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and to you, my once lost, now found high school friend! With your photography talent, it’s your turn to start a blog!
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gorgeous pictures – especially silent when one lives in California!!
wherever we be – Merry Christmas Marcia
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A lovely poem and lovely pictures. I miss the silent beauty of snow. Amazing how something so light and fluffy can weigh so much in a shovel. Have a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.
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As much as I don’t miss the bone-chilling cold of walking in/through the snow (nor shoveling!), I do miss the stark silent grace of a snowy dusk.
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the poem is beautiful and your pictures are breathtaking. Are these outside your home?
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We lived outside Boston until recently, and this poem,and the pictures, are testament of those New England winters. Merry Christmas to you and yours!
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Oh, Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.
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Beautiful in both image and word! Merry Christmas!
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Thank you – that’s a compliment after seeing your lovely stained glass photo. Snow has a certain light to it, doesn’t it?
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Yes it does and thank you for the compliment. Sorry for the tardiness of this reply. I’ve stopped getting word press notification. ?????
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Happy holidays to you! Keep your beautiful writing coming in 2013! Love your words! Xo
Sent from my iPhone
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THANK YOU for following my blog and my sense of our world. I knew you’d recognize the setting in this post. :+)
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Now that was just lovely. Thank you for the Christmas gift.
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Ahhh, you just gave ME a gift. Thank you Robin.
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Lovely poem. I could hear the hush, and your longing for snow. You’ll have to travel back East one of these Christmases so you can reconnect with real winter! Thanks for sharing, and have a wonderful Christmas with those you love.
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I whisper back to you with a hushhhhhhhhhhh, the very same sweet wishes to you!
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Absolutely beautiful! Merry Christmas to you and Jerry!
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Thanks – enjoy all that good baking that your ‘boys’ are busy with. :+)
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Beautiful, stunning, fab! Love it:-) Have a really REALLY wonderful Christmas and New Year, much love to you and yours and may dreams and miracles fall on you as abundantly, gracefully and gently as the snow…
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What a beautifully poetic way of sending holiday wishes. THANK YOU. And thanks, always, for visiting me here.
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Beautiful. Love the dog in the snow. You mentioned you’d like to see the Church Window recipe (choc, marshmallow) on my blog. I just posted it today. Thought I’d let you know. Have a wonderfully blessed Christmas.
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I forgot to put the link to the Church Windows. Here it is.
http://loreezlane.wordpress.com/2012/12/22/church-windows/
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Yum Yum Yummy!
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A gentle poem with beautiful photos. Thank you for this moment of silence.
Wishing you a merry Christmas and all the best in 2013. Keep on writing!
Hugs,
~Marion
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Yes, here’s to us, writing more — gently, roughly — throughout 2013!
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A camera and a bit of snow = breathtaking beauty.
Throw in a dog, instant comic relief. You know, so the tears of awe don’t freeze your eyes shut.
Merry Christmas, Pam.
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Thanks for appreciating that spot of comic relief. Actually, I think Henry the dog’s eyelashes were freezing shut!! He’s always happy to come in and sit by the fire.
Thanks for stopping by on this special holiday.
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Love the photo of the dog in the snow. Doesn’t seem to mind how cold it is. Wonderful photos of snow. Only get to see it on very high mountain tops every few years. Happy Holidays. Paulette
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Henry thanks you for your appreciation of his snow photo. Although he loves playing in the white stuff, he’s happier still when it’s time for a warm biscuit and cuddle. Nice to have you stop by – your work with the animal rescue shelter is wonderful!
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Happy Holidays!
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I’m still hoping Santa will bring me a Bronte Sister Action Figure. :+)
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I know the silence to behold in a new fallen snow, the miracle of birth, and in the smile of a cherished friend…Thanks for being you, Pam.
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Oh my yes – I celebrate that miracle of friendship. I’m so lucky you and I have discovered each other (I guess I have to give your guy some credit) and share so much — in the spirit of friendship.
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Happy Holidays! You’ve really captured snow perfectly here. 🙂
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Thank you – Merry Christmas – enjoy your blog very much!
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Wonderful poem! Hope you had a lovely holiday season. 🙂
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Beautiful. Both the writing and the photos. I have missed SNOW and Beautiful Cold and Dry Winters. I live in Florida and we don’t have Winter. We really don’t have a fall.
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So far our winter has been relatively snowless (although the ground is white and icy right now). But as soon as the snow falls – like really falls in a snowstorm, I re-read this poem. I hate the cold and the ice, but I love the way the snow falls into our souls.
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